Lyrics:
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Ah, ah
Badum bum, badum bum, badum bum
so kind,
Put on those red hot pants and take a stroll through my mind.
Hot pants, hot, hot, hot pants, hot pants.
Sizzlin' hot, hot pants
to the floor
And close my eyes (hey)
Singing, hands above my head (singing)
I'm wearing red, feeling alive (woo)
Mm, pressure, feel him leaning into me,
Hey there senorita, don't you wanna go
Grab a big ol' green burrito at a Mexican show
Put on your red stilettos and get here on the double
We'll
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Fancy pants
Ah, ah
Badum bum, badum bum, badum bum
outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang and I
Jizzed in my pants
Speeding down the street when the red lights flash
Need to get away
And everybody knows
It was down at the Balinese.
Yeah, I remember Ruby,
She always dressed in red
Wearing skintight pants, Lord, and how she could dance
a boy
The lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long way
Since rythym rocker jingle jangle
And go Red!
And Lightfoot
Edwardian,
a boy
The lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long way
Since rhythm rocker jingle jangle
And go Red!
And Lightfoot
Edwardian,
outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang
And I jizzed in my pants
Speeding in the street, when the red lights flash
Need to get away,
Are you ready, kids?
I said, are you ready?
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
SpongeBob SquarePants
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he
I like your pants around your feet
I like your pants around your feet
I like your pants around your feet
I like your pants around your feet
I like
was blue like I'd never known
Missin' him was dark gray, all alone
Forgettin' him was like tryna know somebody you never met
But lovin' him was red
Summertime, feelin' fine, getting wild
All that's on my mind
Here she come, dressed in red
Get her done, is all that's in my head
Her hot pants can't hide
Summertime, feelin' fine, getting wild
All that's on my mind
Here she come, dressed in red
Get her done, is all that's in my head
Her hot pants can't hide
you and your Instagram, match a gram, Mando
Royal blue Foams, getting head in the red Lambo'
Media take me out, TMZ all in the V.I.P
Bitch I'm hard
One
Two
One, two, three, uh!
Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin'
Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants
That's where it's at, a-that's
Peek in, sneak about
Peek in, sneak about
Peek in, sneak about
Your broken hearted detective
Hey girl, save the liar
Can't you see his pants
[Chorus]
He's got a funny red nose.
Old baggy pants.
When he staggers down the street it's a funny little dance.
Children gather 'round as he
One
Two
One, two, three, uh!
Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin'
Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants
That's where it's at, a-that's
was buried alive
Prognostic figure of speech to manifesto
Dr. Octagon move in the dark though
Multiply darkness, I'm the bright artist
Hologram image
Are you ready, kids? I said, are you ready?
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he
Yo, yeah, dat way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don't sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts
Your artists be taking my
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